Your face has fallen sad now, for you know the time is nigh. But when I must remove your wings and you, you must try to fly. Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1197 | 2021-10-28 17:55:40 | 76.47 | 97% |
| 1036 | 2021-09-30 20:59:37 | 82.20 | 98% |